Dark Blood Age

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Amir was inspecting the progress of the construction of the granary. Hearing that his son had been severely injured, he glanced at him and asked his entourage which son had been beaten? Who's the other guy?

Throughout Indian City, there are not many people who dare to hit their son, the background is similar to or stronger than him to dare to do it, so it doesn't matter if he strikes, his son knows what color he is, and can't do anything to hurt his mind about this kind of shit.

Four or five sons are a bunch, not so much discipline, nothing has fallen without tears, there is no such thing as there is no one here, only the Chinese who can have one child can shout how to make a fuss, as soon as the son is beaten, I jump out in a hurry, in his eyes, such behavior is simply retarded and idiotic.

What's a son? It is not a matter of giving birth to seven or eight more of him. At the necessary moment, a son can also be sacrificed. The problem is that there is no profit.

When the attendant received a message that he had been beaten by a foreigner, according to witnesses at the scene, he should be Chinese, but the person had run away, and Amir still had no great reaction, he asked how the injury was, and asked the attendant to go back to the police to ask for details, continue to inspect the grain bin, and start thinking about the political significance of the matter.

Recently, they and China are competing for a large fruit grove hundreds of kilometers away. The general's intention is to stir up anti-Chinese sentiment as much as possible, win popular embrace. It doesn't matter if the forest is contested. It is important to put out the general's hard posture.

The mayor, on the contrary, hopes to settle peacefully and jointly develop the Big Fruit Forest. The current food problem has seriously endangered the survival of Indian City. Then he stands still with the Chinese and wipes the gun. Can the general really stand it? Even if the general can hold it, hundreds of thousands of mouths can wait?

Amir, who was originally the Food Administrator of Dard City, is now in charge of the logistics department in Indian City, counts as someone on the mayor's side, and the same party on the planet. He should support the mayor unconditionally, but at the moment it is a mess, and the gun is the king. He has to take into account what the general means and hesitate a little.

The son is dead or alive, Amir has no work to think about it, he must find the most suitable solution for him as soon as possible, the mayor will definitely try to keep the matter down, and the general will definitely use the issue.

Think about it, think that you should not go out, continue to inspect, pretend that you don't know anything, in his heart, you also don't really believe that the general can do the Chinese, and he knows better than the mayor, the warehouse's food will soon not hold up.

But he did not anticipate the intensity of the reaction from the general's side. When he came back from the second time, he did not bring the details of his son being beaten, but the army sent a company of troops to surround the foreigners. It was inevitable that all Chinese would be expelled and the murderers would be pursued, none of them spared.

Amir is a little unable to sit down. After all, the mayor is his top boss. He shares the same sentiment as his own. He has just sent another person to discuss with himself. As the parent of the party concerned, he must go to mediation anyway, and cannot make a fuss about things. If a breath of breath kills a large number of Chinese people in Indian camps, it is difficult to protect the Chinese people on the side of Big Fruit Forest will not use this as an excuse to pull out the army.

When he was sitting on his side of the car, rushed to the scene, four bodies lined up, while his son was rescuing in an ambulance, surrounded by soldiers Lin Li, fully armed, all foreigners were driven to the center of the scene, the citizens of the periphery were angry and filled, shouting constantly, asking the Chinese to hand over the murderer!

Dozens of men and women were pulled out, and when one of the middle-aged men was pulled out by soldiers, he was still screaming in English: “I'm not Chinese, I'm American! ”

He was then beaten to death by Indian soldiers.

Delegates sent by the General, with clean white gloves on their hands, dazzling boots on their feet and Phnom Penh glasses, glanced coldly at a group of Chinese faces, pointing to four corpses: “Who did this? Stand up! ”

A white shirt next to him, Sven, rubbing the sweat on his head, immediately translated into Chinese: “Cough, the Indians said, just hand over the murderer and keep everyone safe! ”

“Shit, traitor. ”

“Indians are dads, right? ”

“The man's long gone. Who do you want us to hand him over? ”

……

The translator looked down and muttered a few words to the General's representative in Hindu, then said again: "Running and not running, Indians don't care, you have to hand over five people. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Why do we have to resist when people kill people? ”

“We didn't kill anyone! ”

……

The Chinese refugees got excited and seemed to have a trend of moving forward. The translator was frightened and took a few steps backwards and drank: “What do you want? Want to rebel? ”

Boom!

A gunshot sounded and everyone calmed down.

Only a representative of the General raised his gun towards the sky and a green smoke appeared to be running at the gunpoint.

Followed, the soldiers around, pulling the bolt in a rare noise, a black hole at the mouth of the gun pointed at everyone on the field.

For a while, the noise of the crowd shivered.

The Indians are really going to shoot!

The General's representative plugged the pistol back into the holster, clapped his hands, removed his gloves, and randomly pointed to several Chinese people, "Take it away! ”

At this point, the people who were named were all ashamed.

The Indian soldier immediately came up to fetch a man, and his cowardly direct legs were frightened and paralyzed. Everyone knew that the five men had gone nowhere and would no doubt die.

At this point, it seems to be in mid-air, with a stunning phrase:

“I killed people! ”

Then, in the direction of the earth wall, a line of fire appeared, falling on the square like a meteor, behind which the flame dragged like a comet.

Others were still deterred by the atmosphere of Chu Yunsheng's empty pedal fire. Several Chinese people caught by him clearly looked at the faces of those who came, and suddenly struggled to grab their soldiers: “It's him, the one who killed you, it's him, it's not me! ”

The General's representative seemed to react quickly, without much consternation, frowned intensely: “Did you kill people? ”

Chu Yunsheng spoke English, so he didn't have any translation.

Chu Yunsheng stepped forward with an iron stick and opened the guns: “Yes, I killed it. A few scum should not be killed. You know better than I do. Since I dare to come back, I am not afraid of a few guns in your district. Naturally I have something to talk to you about. ”

Easy to solve, the most important thing right now is to find Ashley Butney and others.

However, Chu Yunsheng did not know the complexity behind the incident. In his view, he had just executed a few rapists who should have been executed. He had just made a deliberate blast on the fire. Indians who were not fools also knew what the weight was. Even if they wanted to do it, they would have to wait until they could not talk about it.

Who knew this Indian officer could hardly resist saying: “Even if Indians commit crimes, they have their own laws to judge, and it is not up to you foreigners to dictate. ”

Chu Yunsheng frowned: “What do you mean? Want me to pay for my life? ”

The Indian officer pointed proudly at the captured Chinese: “I can see you're a little skilled, but we have to give a statement to the citizens that you killed four Indians, seriously wounded one, and that five Chinese have to pay for it, and you, we don't want your life for the time being, but it's ultimately up to the general to decide what to do about it, and again, you will be restricted in freedom, obeyed... waiting to be told...”

Chu Yunsheng looked at him like a fool. "Do you think I came back to dispose of you? ”

Indian officers said unemotionally: "If you don't come back, we will punish more Chinese, and we will catch you one day. ”

Chu Yunsheng was a little speechless, but he decided to speak well. He could save a little money without wasting his strength. "I'm here to talk to you about cooperation. You will also benefit. You don't think you can take me with your guns? ”

The Indian officer sneered: "You seem a little skilled, but we have a division here. Do you think you can fight it? ”

He paused, as if to let Chu Yun rise to death, and continued: “I've heard of people like you, but I'm sure you've heard of the Night Cavalry, and they have an agreement with us in Indian City, so even if you flee to the desert, we can take you back and take you to justice. ”

Do you have an agreement?

Chu Yunsheng is stunned. What the hell is going on with Ashley and Butni? How come you even signed an agreement?

Seeing Chu Yunsheng was stunned, Indian officers probably thought Chu Yunsheng had kicked the iron plate clearly, he was regretting it!

Is it insane to have special abilities? Why did the general dare to call the Chinese a board, not a division's strength, but an unbeatable battle, pig heads need the support of the frightened night cavalry!

The mayor was unaware of this matter. It involved a period of conflict between India and the colonial period. Although the family of generals was born in Bradley, at that time they could only serve nobles from the British Empire. For centuries, they formed a deep friendship and interest with one of the great nobles they had served, which remained modern.

As a general's heart, he naturally knows many things.

When he arrived in the new world, the general was in a difficult situation and was killed by the pighead to abandon his armor. If this nobleman had not led the Night Cavalry to appear, for the sake of friendship in the past, he had helped the general, how could there be such stability in Indian City now?

Now, the great nobleman has let the general take over power, obviously and implicitly, and take full control of the entire Indian city as soon as possible. This is when the general takes advantage of the conflict in the Great Fruit Forest, incites popular sentiment, builds hard-line prestige, gains popular support and squeezes the mayor's power and living space step by step.

Today, it doesn't matter who dies, the general doesn't care even the descendants of Bradley. On the contrary, he is very happy that, once handled, justice will be restored to the high caste and sentiments will be exasperated to the civilian population. The mayor's prestige will fall dramatically, and the general's authority in the high caste and the low caste will henceforth be flat.

As for the sluts, who cares what they think? As long as the nobleman is satisfied.

Of course, he won't tell this Chinese man the name of the great nobleman, which is to be kept secret, but it is estimated that he is afraid to scare this Chinese man to death, that is Prince Valt!

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